The sword energy broke through the air, tearing open the falling snow in the air and the cold wind. Before the sword energy was cut off, the snow within three feet of Dongling Jun was as if it was slashed by an invisible palm, rolling and rolling in all directions.

Amid the tiger's roar, Dong Lingjun's long hair and wide sleeves were blown away.

But the Penglai people didn't know anything and still didn't draw the sword. Instead, they took a step towards the fierceness in front of them, and the true energy of the whisk in their hands poured in, making the soft long beards rolled together, like a white steel whip.

In the action of Dongling Jun like a sword, this exquisite whisk faced Shang Chen Qiu's strongest sword.

"Bang"

The next moment, like the sound of glass breaking, it vibrates on the snow slope.

The fierce sword energy was shattered from the front, just like the shock wave caused by two qi forces colliding, splashing in all directions in the form of a circular ring.

The scattered sharp knife energy pierced into the snow, like a series of small explosions.

Dongling Jun was unharmed. Several long whisks in the Taoist priest's hand were cut off, mixed in the snow rolled up like a storm, and flew around the two of them and rolled further away.

“Not bad, not bad.”

Dong Lingjun glanced at the damaged whisk, then looked at Chen Qiu, who was breathing with a knife in front of him. A hint of praise flashed in his ethereal eyes.

He said:

"You are at your age and can cut this sword, which is no match for my disciple back then. But you have not yet understood the essence of the sword intention. This sword has lost some taste and the heat is not enough.

After you have finished using your sword, you can take my move.”

This Dongling Jun is ten feet away and has not yet set off his sword.

He lightly slapped Chen Qiu, who was flying behind him, and his Qi was swept, which brought out a strong wind, and the snowflakes falling from the sky were also swept by this Qi was also swept away.

Like a giant dragon shaking its head and waving its tail, it howled towards Chen Qiu.

The Penglai people are good at using swords, but they are not just good at using swords.

The Penglai Sword Classic is very magical, and some predecessors have also learned the technique of fist and palm from the sword text. The palm used by Donglingjun is the technique of Wuliang Fist and Palm, called Guan Qianqiu.

Uh, it’s a person who cultivates immortals.

Names are always very literary.

Chen Qiu swept back quickly, but the energy of the falling snow in front of him rushed faster, like the true energy of the sea swept with snowflakes, rushing towards Chen Qiu with raging snowflakes.

This is completely because Dong Lingjun is bullying people with his outward release of true energy.

Relying on his true energy, he wanted him to capture it with just one hand.

Those experts in the martial arts world like to bully young people who lack true energy.

But Chen Qiu had no resentment or helplessness in his eyes. On the contrary, before the palm made of powerful true energy hit him, he sacrificed himself with three points and made his figure suddenly rise several feet higher.

"Clang"

Qi was hitting Shen Qiu's body and knocking him into the ground, but the main body of Qi was hit hard on the snow slope around Shen Qiu.

"Clang"

When Chen Qiu landed on the ground, he heard a loud noise. Seeing Dongling Jun flying towards him, he shouted loudly:

"Xiao Tie! Take action!"

This sound mixed with true energy is like spring thunder.

Having reached the edge of the snow slope, Xiao Tie, who was standing higher, was shocked and grabbed the Juque heavy sword on his back and swelled up the dragon and tiger fighting spirit in his body.

As the chains echoed, he exhaled and his muscles stretched to the extreme.

"Clang"

Juque flew out with a bang, making it the striking sword of Canghai Sword Art.

The heavy sword flew over two feet and smashed the huge rocks on the snow slope.

The huge rock shattered like an explosion, causing a violent vibration, which made the heavy snow that was already impacted by the true energy of Chen Qiu and Dongling Jun’s battle no longer maintain internal stability.

This vast snow slope is under heavy snow.

Due to two violent vibrations, some subtle changes were stimulated.

The force that exists above all things is pulling down the heavy snow in seconds, but there is also power in the snow, hoping to keep yourself in place.

Just like tug of war, this is a rather delicate balance in nature of all things.

It's like a balance, just press it gently on one end and the balance will tilt.

Now, the balance of the two forces has been broken.

"Clang"

The loud noise that shocked the mountains exploded on this steep slope. Donglingjun, who had just rushed to Chen Qiu, suddenly raised his head.

Then I saw that the mountain god suddenly activated his internal force and shook off his white robe. It was like a white snow dragon soaring into the clouds and fog, whistling down the mountain.

The bloated snowflakes were shattered into smoke-like forms by huge force.

And those seemingly solid snow, under the power of nature, turned into a fluid like a river and a sea.

It started to accelerate since the first avalanche occurred.

In just a blink of an eye, the speed of the large avalanche rolling down reached its extreme.

That scene was both beautiful and dangerous, and it reminded Dong Lingjun, who had seen an avalanche for the first time, of the sea tide he had seen, and it was the same.

Majestic and terrifying, swallowing everything.

"The Taoist priest came from the East China Sea. I think he had never seen the northern style. Today, Chen asked the Taoist priest to enjoy the wonders of Liaodong."

Chen Qiu stabbed the light in his hand into the ground under the snow, just like a rock climber grasping the rock landing point.

He looked back at Dong Lingjun who was about to get up, and shook his hand and threw out a thin chain while laughing in the avalanche, trying to entangle Dong Lingjun.

But the latter waved the whisk and knocked back the chain.

only...

Faced with this large avalanche with a speed of nearly 100 meters per second and a mixed force of nearly tens of tons, Dong Lingjun just got up and raised his body five feet away, and was rolled into the avalanche.

The craze of ice and snow covered everything was pushed to the bottom of the mountain below.

Avalanche, you can't kill the Tianlist!

There is no doubt about this, but it is absolutely impossible for Dong Lingjun to rush out of the rolling avalanche in an instant!

In this world, there may be gods and immortals a thousand years ago.

But now a thousand years later, there is absolutely no warrior who can face the storm and avalanche.

"Clang"

While Dongling Jun was involved in an avalanche, Chen Qiu was also swallowed up by the oncoming cold storm.

He grabbed Yaoguang tightly in his hand. This supreme weapon did not disappoint him. It stood firmly in the crazy avalanche, providing a support point for Chen Qiu.

Xueji's mind in his body was madly working, allowing Chen Qiu to survive the continuous blows.

but...

cold!

Very cold.

The terrifying low temperature swept across Chen Qiu's body in an instant. I don't know that it took too long for Chen Qiu to feel like he was permanently frozen.

His remaining consciousness vaguely felt someone calling his name and digging him out of the snow-covered ice cave.

It must be Xiao Tie?

Chen Qiu's eyes turned dark and he was unconscious after losing his strength. The next moment, his spirit woke up in the dream of Jian Yu.

It's safe for the time being.

Facing a master on the Tianlist, using the advantages of the terrain to escape the other party's pursuit, and even underestimated Donglingjun.

Although the winning was indecent, the bullying people at sea had never seen an avalanche.

but...
Chapter completed!